Ms. Lillian’s shoes padded down the archived stacks, overhead lights cooling to darkness in her wake. “Here Rainbow kitty! Time to go. There’s a bowl of kibble at home with your name on it!”
He flattened himself down behind the top stack in the Egyptian collection. He loved her: she supplied quality food, kept the litter box scooped, was head librarian overseeing the University’s rare collections wing. He just wasn’t in the mood.
She knew this. “Tomorrow, then!”
He opened the dusty tome, growling, searching for his real identity. Who the hell names a black cat “Rainbow”? Stupid humans!
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2020)
Carrot Ranch Prompt (02/20/2020): In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about a library cat named Rainbow who escapes. Use this situation to write what happens next. Where does this situation take place, and who else might be involved? Go where the prompt leads!
Valley of the Trolls 
Haha. Humans!
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Ha! I think there is such a thing as rainbow obsidian. Perhaps the book he delves into will find a connection! I like that you imagined your cat in this story.
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And that’s kind-of how he talks to me. Lol!
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Well that makes me want to know more…..well done!
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very interesting read:)
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Thank you!
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Humans. Serving cats since ancient times.
This was fun.
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Thanks! My own master cat appreciates that woke observation. 😉
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Loved it !!
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Thank you!
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Excellent.
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Thanks, Ted!
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